Gaston
Oh how I love her!
Soft brown hair that gleams like crystallized amber in the sun.
Sparkling hazel eyes, always so full of love.
For me.
Only for me.
She could never love anyone else
But me.
My luscious ebony hair
Azure eyes like sapphires.
We'll be happy, thrilled to finally be together.
She will be my perfect little wife.
Wait. No. How could she. How could she?
How could anyone say no to me?
Me! Me! How on earth could she refuse me?
Well I will show her. She will be my wife.
Nothing can stop me.
Not even a beast, a huge, monstrous beast.
Fur from head to tail tip, dead animal eyes.
I will take its life, claim my Belle.
For she is mine.
Twang goes the arrow, shooting in to the monster,
The beast that wanted to take my Belle away from me.
He falls on to the ground in the pouring rain.
Electric neon green bolts of lightning illuminate the sky.
He didn't even fight. This useless lump of fur
Wouldn't even fight me.
Oh.
Now I see.
Teeth, no, fangs! Gleaming pearly white
Eyes the same shade as mine glaring, gleaming
In the midst of the wild storm.
He climbs, climbs up to Belle.
My Belle. They reach hands to each other.
He touches a disgusting paw to pull it through her gentle hair.
Now.
Blood everywhere.
Soaking through his clothes from his side.
Balance lost.
I fall.
The last thing I see?
Her eyes.
Terrified, loving, lost, longing
For him.
Oblivion washes over me.